Chapter One Metal and Dirt Emmett x OC

I wasn't always such a great person...and quite frankly I'm not. I smoke a lot, i'm a typical punk female, and my old friends were mostly into stuff that gave them rushes. Illegal stuff...
I haven't lived in Forks for very long, so I wan't understanding of their...functions. People thought I was weird...but who didn't? I was full-blooded Japanese that had immigrated over to America as a baby.I was the guitarist and a part-time drummer in my band, and I was ? Because on my first day here I punched some kid in the face for calling me a "hot little thing". Everyone knew it from where I lived before...but not this town. They knew I was trouble...And they avoided me, as they should. I always came to school in my british punk uniform, wearing my expensive necklace from Vivienne Westwood, and carrying around my guitar case to and from band class. My hair was black, as it was naturally, and short in the backa nd longer in the front. My eyes were black like onyx and I had been told that they sparkle when I'm able to perform on stage. I wore the expensive necklace because it was the only thing I had of my mother's, and even thought I hated her guts for leaving us, she was still mom. So I wore it each and every day to school, being very protective about it. My typical days in school? I would attend some of it, being band and choir. Maybe some math and I would take part in the sports classes, mainly for swimming. Other than that, I avoid the classes or sleept during them, doing the homework at night. I never took interest in anyone, not even the oh-so-glam Cullen family...But one of them, one of their females, took an interest in me. Her name, if I remembered correctly, was Bella Swan. A goodie-two shoes if you asked hang long brown hair and brown eyes, and was a clumsy girl and seemed like a typical prep. By that, I mean a pretty girl who did good in school and had most of the guys love her. I didn't like her type automatically. When she first approached me, it was behind the school. She had, to her saying, been sent by the teacher to find me and return me to class. "There you are..." the girl said, peering out from behind one of the walls. "The teacher is wondering where you're at..." She was wearing her brown bagy sweater today, with a white shirt under it and a pair of jeans...Stuff that was really plain to me. "Like I give a flying fuck..." I retorted, taking another drag of my smoke. "That class is borning...and I'd much rather sit out here and get in my fresh air instead of the stale shit in there..." A chuckled from the girl, and I looked over at her above my red sunglasses, "Am I funny to you?"
"Kinda..." Bella said, and took a seat next to me. She handed me a bottle of water that she had brought and said, "I'm Bella Swan..."
I took the water and smiled, "Saya..."
"Last name?" she asked, looking at me. I shrugged and returned to writing my songs. "Dont bother giving it out...why does a last name matter anyways?" Bella looked hard at me and sighed, "You should be a little more polite to people who are nice to you..."
"I am...you're still a stranger to me, and I usually dont talk to people..." I hissed at her, glaring. "If that's all-"
"No." Bella stated, looking at me. "I...I want you to sit with us at lunch today...please?"
I studied her for a minute and glared, "You're fucking kidding me, right?"
Bella took the pack of cigs from my pocket and glared back, "I'm dead serious...Come or you dont get these back."
I smirked, the girl had some spunk. I nodded, and she walked off, leaving me alone...Lunch period was next, so I decided to finish up my smoke and chew on a Tik-Tac, to help get rid of the stench. I grabbed my lunch tray and looked around for Bella, who was sitting with the Cullens. Once she saw me, she rushed from the table to me and dragged me to the table, almost eager for me to sit down and join...
The first person I noticed from the group wasn't the dashing Edward or the tomboyish Alice, but the dark-haired Cullen boy that sat across from me...The boy with dimpled cheeks and the most innocent apperance; Emmet was wearing a white t-shirt under a gray pin-striped overshirt and a pair of jeans. I blushed lightly, but looked away when the blonde next to him glared at me. She was much prettier, long blonde hair and topaz eyes. Not to menion she was the kind of girl who could wear mini skirts and get away with it. A drop-dead gorgeous girl who I had no chance against. Anyways, it was known Emmett and her were an item.
"So where did you come from?" Bella asked, playing the part of the interogater for the group I asked. I looked at her, seeing that she was really interested for some reason. I smiled and said, "From a place far away...So far that you can't believe how far it is..."
Bella pouted, "That doesn't give us much..."
I smiled at her and tapped my guitar, "When I left my home, all I neede was my guitar and cigs..." I looked down at the spaghetti meal and glared at it. "...but I realized that I forgot something back home..."
"What was it?" Bella asked, not even touching her food.
I cupped Bella's face and had her look straight at me, "I forgot my fans..." I smiled at her and let go, looking down at my meal. "I was part of a band...We were the rage at our school...and recently, without me, they haven't been doing so well...I try to go home as much as possible and send them my part of the song over email but..."
"It doesn't feel the same does it?" a new voice replied. I looked up to see Emmett looking straight at me. "You miss the feeling of the lights and sounds, the music...The people cheering for you...You miss your friends, the times you had. You can't seem to move on..."
"...and I can't help but be stuck in the same reality that I'm in..." I finished, looking deep into his golden eyes. The blonde next to him, Rose, took notice and looked a little pissed.I smirked and said, "Relax Goldie Locks, I'm not going to take your bear away from you..." The girl named Alice almost snorted milk out of her nose laughing. Apperantly no one had ever stood up to Rose or else didn't dare call her Goldie Locks. The man next to her, Jasper, just stopped in mid-air while eating his food, and his eyes shifted between me and Rose, waiting for the next move.
She glared and blushed madly, returning to her food and muttering a few dark words towards me. Bella sighed and looked back at me, "Do you think...you could show us sometime? Some of your music?"
I blinked at her, pulling out a CD that had the words "Black Cherry Stones" on the front scribbled. I handed to her, "You can borrow this...and burn your own copy...But take care of it, ok? Please?" I looked down at my food and looked at the time;I still had 15 minutes my appetite wasn't there anymore. I picked up my tray and looked down, "I...I should go..." I carried it over to the trash can and emptied it, making my entrance out of the cafeteria. Days went by, and it started to get better. Bella had learned more about that questions to avoid and what to ask. She said that my guitar skills were the greatest she's heard, but I think she was trying to suck up to me. She suddenly wanted me to go out with her to shops and wanted to me to sit with her at lunch more often. And then there was Emmett...He seemed to have taken such an interest in me, that I think he had almost started to stalk me...I would notice him in my mirror at some times, standing behind me and looking over me. And when I turned, he wasn't there anymore...I blinked a few times...Was I imagining things? And then there was his constant fights with Rose. Some of, in which, she would hit him or smack it. A few times I stepped between them when I could and took the hits for Emmett, and scolded Rose on how it wasn't right to hit people...
Then, one rainy afternoon, it had gotten worse between Rose and Emmett. I was right there in the halls, listening to them. And I couldn't take it anymore. "You're falling in love with that...insect?" Rose shouted at Emmett, glaring at him. "I'm suppose to be the one you love! I'm suppose to be your girlfriend!"
"Will you stop and listen to yourself, Rose?"Emmett yelled at her. "You dont own me! I'm not a child!" He started to turn to walk away, but Rose grabbed his arm and pulled him back. "You're mine though, Emmett! And only mine!" She raised her hand to strike, Emmett, and I was right behind her, grabbing her hand before she could do more damage. Rose glared at me, and let go of Emmett, turning to hit me. I waited for the smack, the feeling of her long nails cutting my skin. But it never came. I looked to see Emmett holding Rose back, glaring at her with onyx eyes. "I don't think Esme would be too happy with how you're acting Rose...I'll be letting her know when we get home." Emmett said, dragging the bitching blonde down the hall and out of sight. I looked down at my hand that had held back Rose's striking hand and clenched it. This wasn't me, I usually never got into the middle of fights, but there was something about Emmett that caused me to change so drastically.
I had stayed behind in school until it offically closed that day. I was in the band room, practicing my guitar skills. I could almost feel the heat of the lights, hear the sound of my fans; and then suddenly, I felt myself falling to my knees, dropping my precious instrument. I looked at my reflection in the floor...I was so pathetic...I looked so pathetic and I knew why. I missed my old life and I wanted something to replace I finally gave in...I curled up into a ball and started to bawl my eyes out like a baby, like how I wanted to since I moved from my home-town.
"Saya?"
I looked up in the mirror and saw Emmett looking down at me, sadly and somewhat surprised. "Leave me alone..." I cried. "What the hell do you want from me? You're always there! You're always behind me! What the fuck do you want from me?"
Emmett walked forward and was right behind me, stroking my hair. I flinched the first time, since I was surprised at his actions. But he growled as he picked me up and help me close to his chest. He felt so cold...but against my heated body it felt so good. "You can cry...I wont go anywhere unless you want me to..." I looked up at him, grabbing his shirt. "You're always there! Why are you in my head? I want you to get out of my head..."
"Why?" He asked me, looking hurt. His was loosing his grip on me, and I tightened mine on his white shirt. "Because you belong to Rose! Because I can't have you! So leave me alone..." I cried out, almost screaming at him. I noticed his eyes turned onyx, and I looked deep into them. He was hurt, angry, and...was that...it couldn't be...
"I dont belong to her anymore..." he growled deep in his throat. "I...dont belong to anyone right now..."
"Dont lie..." I sniffed. "Dont lie to me..."
"I'm not..." he whispered, wiping my tears off my face. "I'm not lying to you...I would never lie to you." I rested my head on his chest, and he continued, "Do you still want me to leave you alone? If you want me to, I'll make sure you never see me again..."
My heart raced and I looked at him, "No, I...I want you to stay...by my side...Please..."
He kissed my forehead and whispered, "As you wish..." He cradeled me in his arms, almost rocking me gently. I curled into him, blushing a little. "Kitten..." he whispered, stroking my cheek. "I wont leave you unless you tell me to...I promise..."
"Then never leave me..." I said, blushing lightly. He chuckled, nodding as he kissed my forehead. He sat there for a while, holding me, until the janitor found us and asked us to leave. We went to his car, and he sat there for a while. He looked over at me, and reached for my hand. "Rose wont bother us, I assure you." I smiled at him as he continued. "I want you to be happy, kitten...and I'll do anything for that..."
I smiled and chuckled, "No wonder...why Bella fell for one of you..." He looked at me stupidly and I explained, "Both you and Edward seem so so hard to not want one of you."
He blushed, and kissed my forehead again. "Kitten, " he started," you know you'll get hell from other people now; Bella's gotten hell because she's dating Edward and since I left Rose to be with you..."
"They wont mess with me."I replied, and pulled out a death stick. "I should be fine, otherwise I'll get my band to drive here and help me kick ass."
Emmett glared at me, "If anyone lays a hand on you, I'll kill them."
I laughed hard, and he smiled at me. He leaned over and cupped my face, "Are you still lost, kitten?"
"A little..." I replied, and looked deep into his eyes. "I dont know much about dont know much about is a long road we're going down, too...Are you sure?"
"Positive..." Emmett said, planting a kiss on my lips. I could taste something dark in it. But there was a spice under it that attracted me...And then his scent, the smell of grass and dirt. I relaxed into the kiss, wrapping my arms around his neck. "You need to stop smoking those damn things..." he growled in between kisses. "You taste like them, and I dont like that..."
I chuckled, "I'm going to need help getting off of them..." With a growl, Emmett grabbed the pack from my bag and tossed them out the window after he crushed them. "That can work..." I groaned. Emmett nuzzled my neck and whispered, "I still smell smoke...but its not cigarette smoke..." He sniffed again, and I blushed. "Its city smoke...and alcohol...Bar stuff...I smell the perfume you use to wear..."
"Vira Wang..." I replied, blushing lightly. He growled, a motion that asked me to be silent. "Yes, Vira Wang..." he continued, and looked at me. "And there's also the scent on your hands..." He grabbed my one hand and brought it to his lips, kissing it and inhaling at the same time. "Metal...from your guitar strings...and make-up...And then the scent of fried rice..." He looked at me wickedly. "Pork fried rice to be exact...Someone must like their rice."
I laughed, and he smiled, adjusting so that he had stradled me to the car seat. He looked down at me. "You dont wear make-up anymore..."
"Would you like me to?" I asked him, stroking his cheek. He smiled, and kissed my palm. "I would...I would love to see what you look like all dolled up in make-up..." he replied, playing with a strand of my hair. He looked at the clock and sighed, "We need to get home now...You need to at least..."
"I'm not due until late..." I pouted, and he chuckled. "How late?"
"Late-late."
"In that case, " Emmett said getting off of me and back into the drivers seat. "How does dinner sound?"
"Where to, hun?" I asked, buckling up. "The local diner..." he replied, smirking at me. "I think...it's the most appropriate for right now...I do wish I could take you to a better place."
I grabbed his hand and kissed his cheek. "You do though...as long as I'm with you, I'm fine..."
Emmett smirked at me as he kissed me one last time and started up the car, backing out of the space in the lot and driving down the road to the diner. He kept his eyes on the road, and mine were set on him. I blushed a little, knowing that there was still a few things I could learn from him...about him and his family...
But I didn't know what was waiting for us at the diner, which was more hell than we could take at the start...